Sairk, The scar faced Teacher!

Name: Sairk

Nickname: Mr. Sairk

Age: 26

Gender: Male

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Physical Information

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Soul Appearance:

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Height: 7'4"
Weight: 120lbs
Eye color: Green

Defining Marks: A deep Scar across his Face left by fighting with a full fledged Kishin.

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Mental State

Personality: Sairk is a very relaxed and calm person. He takes very little seriously unless it's a fight. Many people believe he is usually high thanks to his calm and normally child like personality. Sairk is just a very calm person who normally tries to make friends with anyone who will accept him.

Mentality:
Calm.

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History
Sairk Was rased as a Meister and trained hard to become good enough to make a Death Scythe. Sairk joined the DWMA when he was five years old! His skills with weapons was uncanny, he had a special wavelength to use most weapons. Sairk began to take missions upon the age of twelve and quickly became known as the "S-king" because he'd never take a mission any lower than S-rank.

Years passed and Sairk became a teacher at DWMA. He had achieved his dream of making a Death Scythe and now wished to help others do the same. Sairk took one last mission before he had become a teacher. His Mission made3 him run into a full fledge Kishin named "Derez". Orders were simple, get in, learn the Kishin's powers, get out. Sairk didn't care for orders very much so he rushed in and attacked the Kishin. In this scuffle Sairk was slashed all over his body with a large scar over his face. The weapon he brought was, lost. Sairk Remembers this as why he must train students better so they do not take the same shame as he had that day...

Sample Rp
Sairk Grabbed the rock next to his foot and chucked it at the mark on the tree at dead center. "Good, now class you give it a try, let your soul wavelength guide your hand as you throw the rock." Sairk said as He smiled to his class. "Closest to dead center can get a nice dinner with me after school." Stated the teacher as he sat down and watched his students throw rocks at the target.